Pound
the rebound of hips
wet smacking flesh
in the dark. Tongues. Obeying
the primal call, that urgent screech
of glands demanding
satisfaction. Giving
caution a quick kiss goodbye.
a lick and a promise
daring to embrace...enter
the salvation of release
Legs and arms a writhing puzzle
Becoming a living algorithm
a heaving complexity of need
fulfilled and fulfilling.

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